It was an extremely complicated, troublesome story, but some things were clear.

“A knight of the Drak family is serving under the Duke of Batla?”

Knights of the Drak family rarely ventured into the outside world, and even if they did, it was mostly to perform good deeds for others with chivalrous intentions. Knights of the Drak family never engaged in political strife. However, such a figure had stepped into the fray, which surely represented many things.

"But what could this mean?”

“I’m not sure… But a girl who could become the wife of Count Crawlmarine, who is an aide of Duke Batla, which means… Dammit!” One of the nobles burst into anger while slowly reiterating Lanslo’s words from earlier on.

“Shouldn’t we try to talk to them first?”

“Hmm. Let’s do it.” Cameron the Third nodded with a grim expression at the words of the terrified nobles. They felt suffocated just from seeing the opposing army. If the enemy decided to attack, their walls would fall within an hour or even thirty minutes.

“Send a messenger. Tell them that the King of Brodia wants to see the Duke of Batla,” Cameron the Third stated.

“Yes, Your Majesty. But who should we send?” one of the nobles asked.

“Well…” Cameron the Third looked around at the nobles. The opponent was the Duke of Batla. Even a simple messenger had to be...